At this point, Arsene Wenger began to count down.

Soon, he counted to the last number, and his gaze suddenly became extremely grim.

"***, you've lost your last chance, give it to me, and strip her all of her clothes." Wenger snapped.

His men and his friends, all screaming, all staring at each other, ready to enjoy the view.

If nothing else, Wei Xinchen's long legs made them unable to extricate themselves.

Wei Xinchen's face was pale, her heart was like ashes, she trembled, and clenched a mouthful of silver teeth.

She could not accept this humiliation.

At this time, several big men rushed over with a roar, and they were about to strip Wei Xinchen's clothes off.

Wei Xinchen closed his eyes in despair and burst into tears.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind rose from the ground.

Just a few screams, these big men all flew up, sprayed blood in the air, and then fell to the ground.

"You damn bugs." Han Qing's figure appeared ghostly, murderous and awe-inspiring.

Wei Xinchen opened his eyes and saw Han Qing's figure, and suddenly seemed to have crawled out of hell, and the panic and despair in his heart immediately calmed down.

Her body was still trembling, but it was joy.

"Who are you? If you dare to meddle with the affairs of our Haimo family, don't you want to live?" Wenger stared at Han Qing and said sharply.

At this moment, he made a gesture, and suddenly dozens of strong people surrounded Han Qing, all with a bloodthirsty light in their eyes.

But Han Qing stared at the very eye-catching finger prints on Wei Xinchen's face, and his anger was monstrous.

"Who fanned it?" Han Qing's voice was cold.

"You mean this little ***? It's Ben Shaofan, what can you do?" Wenger laughed wildly, completely ignoring Han Qing.

"Kneel down immediately and slap yourself a hundred times." Han Qing ordered.

Wenger was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

And his subordinates and fox friends also laughed wildly, and some even slapped their thighs.

"You're the *** sister-in-law, right, do you have a problem with your brain? Tell me, brethren, how should Ben Shao keep him sober?" Wenger stopped laughing and asked out loud.

"Young master, why don't you just cut off his hands and feet, and then cut off his thing, and then let him watch from the side, how do we play with his woman." A subordinate said in a dark voice.

When Wenger heard this, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said loudly: "Yes, this is a wonderful idea, it is exciting to think about it."

Immediately, Wenger said loudly: "Whoever is the first to restrain him, let him be the first to enjoy his woman."

Suddenly, the dozens of masters around them were all short of breath, and they were all gearing up, like a group of spring bulls.

I don't know who rushed out first, these masters all roared and rushed up, bursting out with a terrifying aura and attacking Han Qing.

Before, among them, there was a veteran of the flower bush who asserted that this Wei Xinchen's eyebrows and eyes were not opened, and it was definitely still the original goods.

The first person to enjoy it, the advantage is big.

Han Qing sneered, and with a flicker, he disappeared from the encirclement.

At the same time, a thick cloud of smoke dispersed, enveloping all these masters.

In an instant, these dozens of masters were all paralyzed on the ground as if their bones had been pumped, turning into a mass of mud.

Wenger's originally triumphant expression suddenly froze on his face, and he couldn't believe that this scene was real.

It's impossible!

"Douglas, you go up and kill him." Wenger said angrily.

Suddenly, the old man next to Wenger, who had not made a move, burst out and rushed towards Han Qing like lightning.

The others were in mid-air, their hands in claws, and a thick black mist was rising from their claws.

But at this moment, his figure suddenly froze, and then the whole person fell to the ground like a stone.

"Poison ...... You poisoned ......

Douglas roared, black blood flowing from his nose and mouth.

Arsene Wenger and the rest of the group were shocked and fell back in fear.

Han Qing sneered, he had indeed used poison techniques.

The reason why it is so troublesome is because his current identity is not Han Qing, but a person from the Heaven Turning God Sect, codenamed Cold Wind.

"You...... Do you know that you are a terrorist attack, and if you carry out a terrorist attack in our beautiful country, you will die without a place to bury." Wenger yelled.

At this moment, suddenly several Humvees roared in, followed by a group of plainclothes patrols from beautiful countries.

In the air, three helicopters appeared, with heavy machine guns and rocket artillery aimed at Han Qing.

"Oriental, immediately kneel down with your head in your hands, you are suspected of a terrorist attack, if you dare to resist, you will be killed." A plainclothes patrol shouted loudly.

Wenger looked proud, against the Orientals, there is no need to use the power of the family at all, just set up a crime, you can let him go to hell.

At this moment, Han Qing flicked his fingers, and immediately, a card-like thing fell into the hands of this plainclothes patrolman.

When the plainclothes patrol saw the card, his face suddenly changed.

He then sent the card to the main console for query, and the feedback was genuine.

"It's a misunderstanding, put away your weapons and disarm the first level of security here." The plainclothes patrol immediately said loudly.

Then, he came to Han Qing and respectfully returned the card.

"Withdraw!" The plainclothes patrol waved his hand.

"Wait, what are you doing? An Oriental carries out a terrorist attack in our beautiful country, and you don't care?" Arsene Wenger yelled in anger.

The plainclothes patrol glanced at Wenger and said, "He is from the Heaven Turning God Sect, and according to the rules, we patrols have no right to conduct any form of investigation and interrogation on him."

Wenger was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "What? This is impossible, how can he, an Oriental, be a member of the Heaven Turning God Sect?"

"I don't know, you have to ask the above, that's what I found." After the plainclothes patrol finished speaking, he withdrew directly.

Wenger was stunned for a while, then stared at Han Qing and said sharply, "I didn't expect you to be a member of the Heaven Turning God Sect, but do you know who Lao Tzu is? Cardinal Lucia's general, Carter, knows, it's from our Haimo family, my own uncle."

"You immediately kneel down and plead guilty, and then let Wei Xinchen sign the contract for the transfer of land, then this matter can be stopped, otherwise, if my uncle makes a move, you are a pawn of the Heaven Turning God Sect, and there is only one way to die."

Han Qing looked at the arrogant Wenger and sneered, "Your uncle? Your uncle counts as a ball."

Wenger had been waiting for Han Qing to kneel down like a dog and beg for mercy as soon as he heard the name of his uncle Carter. However, I never expected that this guy would be so arrogant. Chinese Net

Suddenly, his expression became angry and irritable, and there was even more unbelievable irritation.